Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Lyrics

Well the South side of ChicagoIs the baddest part of townAnd if you go down thereYou better just bewareOf a man named Leroy Brown

Now Leroy more than troubleYou see he stand 'bout six foot fourAll the downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"All the men just call him "Sir"

[Chorus]And it's bad, bad Leroy BrownThe baddest man in the whole damned townBadder than old King KongAnd meaner than a junkyard dog

Now Leroy he a gamblerAnd he like his fancy clothesAnd he like to wave his diamond ringsIn front of everybody's noseHe got a custom ContinentalHe got an Eldorado tooHe got a thirty two gun in his pocket for funHe got a razor in his shoe

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Now Friday 'bout a week agoLeroy shootin' diceAnd at the edge of the barSat a girl named DorisAnd oo that girl looked niceWell he cast his eyes upon herAnd the trouble soon beganCause Leroy Brown learned a lesson'Bout messin' with the wife of a jealous man

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Well the two men took to fightingAnd when they pulled them off the floorLeroy looked like a jigsaw puzzleWith a couple of pieces gone